Every Noble Crown Is, And On Earth

When The Oak Is Felled The Whole Forest Echoes With It Fall, But A Hundred Acorns Are Sown In Silence By An Unnoticed Breeze.

He Who Has Health, Has Hope; And He Who Has Hope, Has Everything.

I Had A Lifelong Quarrel With God, But In The End We Made Up.

A Thinking Man Is The Worst Enemy The Prince Of Darkness Can Have; Every Time Such An One Announces Himself, I Doubt Not There Runs A Shudder Through The Nether Empire; And New Emissaries Are Trained With New Tactics, To, If Possible, Entrap And Hoodwink And Handcuff Him.

No Violent Extreme Endures.